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Being Neighbourly

Indulging my kink, I discovered the next door neighbour’s kink

All I wanted was to smell Caroline’s used panties. It wasn’t even as if I was breaking and entering, since we had one of her spare keys just as she had one of ours, in case of emergency. Admittedly this was no emergency, but an opportunity had presented itself, and I couldn’t resist the temptation. My wife was staying overnight at her sister’s. I’d seen our next door neighbour leave the...Read On

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Carol's Mom

joking around with kinky sex led to blackmail.

Carol had just left to pick her Mom up from the railroad station and I was quite pleased. Her mom Janice and I have always got along quite nicely, and I always enjoy having her over. In her early sixties, Janice is nicely endowed so far as boobs, ass and hips are concerned. Her hair is long and gray with a lot of highlights. Her style of dress is skirt and blouse with kitty heels and...Read On

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Dildo delights

Watching her fucking a toy was so hot.

Our sexual tension is huge, every nerve tingling with desire. We are away at last; a few days of indulgent pleasure awaits us, a chance to fulfil our desire to please each other while tempting and teasing. We have a fucking good plan. Well, good fucking - that’s the plan! We’d booked these few days break months ago and finally we’re off. We’d had an early night in preparation for...Read On

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The Silk Panties

He had a fetish for silk, especially his wife's silk panties.

He had a thing for silk. He didn’t know exactly why he liked it, or where his love of silk came from; he just knew that he liked the look of it and the feel of it. He loved it when his wife wore a silk blouse. He liked the way the light shimmered off the fabric, and he liked the way the silk was tight and gave her the most incredible cleavage. If his wife wore a silk blouse that day, it...Read On

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Milking Men

the most painful hand job of my life - and I loved it

I am an athletic male who is in good physical shape. Like all men I do love handjobs and I don't really care who gives them to me. I'm really into BDSM and visit a dominatrix on a regular basis. We know each other quite well. However, like all professionals in the BDSM scene, she refuses to give me a handjob. I always have to take care of myself in front of her. A few weeks ago, after one of...Read On

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Driving home my son’s eighteen year old friend

Forty five year old woman seduces eighteen year old with feet and flat tire

I’d had quite a hard day at the office running around and was pleased to be home. I’d changed out of my work clothes and was wearing my denim skirt with a plain white T shirt and no bra as I thought I would be hanging around at home. I went into the kitchen and started unloading the dishwasher. My son’s friend, Brad who was at college with him was sitting on the sofa in the kitchen drinking...Read On

Jill My Sexy Lactating Secretary

A boss enjoys his pregnant secretary.

The perks of being the boss are everybody listens to you. The fun part about being a boss is all the secretaries who suck at their jobs offer their bodies for trade. Not a bad place to be in. Over the years, I have had sex with several of my secretarial staff. The funny thing is, they all know that so and so is banging the boss. All the little nymphs are in competition to woo the boss to...Read On

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The Skanky College Boy

A skanky college guy torments his financially deprived roommate…

Ricky was really excited about attending college to study computer programming. He was lanky and skanky and to be honest, unattractive. To begin with, his feet could raise the living dead and his body odour rated up there with the most pungent of men. Truthfully, he didn’t give a fuck about personal hygiene. Ricky showered when he absolutely had to and brushing his teeth was an often...Read On

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Melissa's Golden Fun.

Melissa and i have some golden shower fun.

Melissa and I had been together for almost a year.She was mature for her nineteen years, and I was just a little under a year younger than her. She had taught me loads and I loved her for it.  One evening I was in her house, her parents having gone out. As per usual we were sitting in her living room making out, it was fun being able to kiss a girl knowing she enjoyed kissing me back.  ...Read On

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Foot job bliss

Melissa teaches Sean about the pleasures of feet.

I was young only seventeen when I had hooked up with Melissa, the girl next door. In this case she really was the girl next door. Mom and dad had gone away and left me in my house all alone. Melissa was nineteen with long dark hair and amazing blue eyes. She had soft firm c cup breasts and a tight ass that was big and round, but her best attribute by far were her legs and feet. At 5’9 she...Read On

3

Supermarket Dilemma

The supermarket toilets were out of action but one lady was so desperate

Jodie was doing the weekly shop in the local supermarket, and she noticed that the toilets were out of action, with a sign apologising. The reason was rather obvious. The floor around the toilets was flooded. Had they been in use, she would have gone, but as she wasn't that uncomfortable, she continued loading her trolley with the goods she required. As she joined the queue for the...Read On

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The Start of Something

The Masseuse meets a client at home...

The first thing Mr. Hardy did after he bought me out was close down my parlor for the "re-branding" process. For three months. I told him I'd lose my clients. I told him I'd lose everything. Three months? Suddenly, the seventeen thousand didn't seem so valuable. After about a week, Maxwell called me at my home number. "How did you get this number?" I asked him. I was curled up in my...Read On

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Sausages and Spatulas

Nobody said they couldn't play with their food.

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. She watched him across the kitchen. He was naked and bent over the table, filling in the crossword in his newpaper. Keeping one eye on the pan, she sneaked over and smacked him with the hot, oily spatula. SLAP! "Ow! What was that for?" He rubbed his ass with one hand, whilst scratching...Read On

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Weekend Slave

This is an excerp from a story I wrote for someone, let me know if you enjoy...

After your impressive performance with the bellboy, you turn back to me. You are keenly aware that while we have been flirting and had a lot of suggestive talk, we have not done anything. While you are not frustrated, you are anxious to get things moving. Little do you know, I like to take things slow at first. It keeps me in control, this you do understand. "Great job with the bellboy,...Read On

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Top Cut or Bottom Cut?

One man's erotic experience at the Manly Services Salon

It was time for a haircut, but I got extended out of town for longer than expected. I was walking down the street in a very chic part of this southwestern town when I walked past a place with a catchy name that was, in essence, a “barbershop for men”. Not that it was a jock place with a sports feel, it was kind of hard to describe – it just had a masculine look to it. I also noticed that all...Read On

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Milking Kim

Kim seduces her best friends husband.

Gary hooked his thumb vaguely in the direction of the room that he and Kimberly had converted to a nursery. "Kim's feeding the li'l one," he said. "She'll be out in a few minutes." He often referred to his new baby as "the li'l one." In fact her name was Emily, but at six months, I suppose "the li'l one" is as good a tag as any. Then with his other hand he hooked a thumb toward the hallway...Read On

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The Word Of Mouth Lounge - Part 4

Have Katie and Laurel bonded in more ways than one?

"Welcome back, ladies. I'll be with you in a moment. You can get changed straight away." I released the intercom button, glad to be invisible behind the Lounge's black mirrored walls when Katie and Laurel sauntered through the studio below. It was a frantic scramble to make myself presentable again. Fighting the post-orgasmic euphoria which spread like a sedative through my limbs, and...Read On

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Discovering My Love For Golden Showers

After being used as a toilet I now love Golden Showers

About fifteen years ago, I discovered my love for BDSM. I was in my early thirties and in excellent shape working out every day. One Sunday afternoon, I was browsing the magazines at my local bookstore when I came across Hustler's Taboo magazine. I was very curious what it was about but it was shrink wrapped so I had to buy a copy to find out. I quickly walked to the cash register to find...Read On

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Always a Breast Man

Chris had always been a breast man, and Maria’s were the best he had ever had in his mouth. Full and rounded and naturally more than a handful. He loved her breasts and often stroked himself just thinking of them. Her nipples were a shade of dark pink in colour, and around the areola, there were small, secret ridges that came alive when his tongue licked over them. It would only take...Read On

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Something borrowed, something blue

An unlikely couple explore uncharted territories of pleasure

He walked into the crowded bar, hair slightly wet from the drizzle outside. The weekend yuppie crowd had milled in for their Friday evening drinks. He weaved through the throng and saw an empty booth in the corner. When he came closer, he saw that it wasn’t empty, but had one woman slumped against the corner near the window, almost out of sight. Tough for her as she was rather...Read On

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The Word Of Mouth Lounge - Part II

A bondage photographer's busy day in the studio continues

It had been a challenge for me to control my arousal by the sight of spread-eagled, vibrator penetrated Liz as she lay bound and gagged on the photo studio bed, but the task of properly lighting and framing the shots kept me on my game. Besides, I could enjoy the results at my leisure during the editing process. I hated to see this session end, but I had all the frames I needed and then...Read On

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The Word Of Mouth Lounge - Part I

A story of a bondage photographer whose “dark room” isn’t quite what you expect...

For some time I’ve had a certain shutterbug fantasy, which developed into something like this: “A little more arch in your back, Liz, and throw your head back some,” I coached the hogtied young woman who was the subject of my latest photo shoot and on her side facing me. She was clad in tight jeans, stiletto heels, and a black tank top tugged upward to reveal snugly black-brassiered breasts...Read On

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Lifeguard Training, All Tied Up

Mike gets roped into helping out, putting himself in a tricky situation. Will he be rewarded?

“Mike!” shouted a voice down the corridor. “Hey what’s up?” “My friend didn’t show to help out with the lifeguard examinations, and we need a person to pretend to be unconscious!” “Sounds easy; when do you need me?” “In, like, five minutes?” I’d just left the gym and was on my way home. Jessica is my flatmate, a slim brunette girl. She was wearing black capri leggings with three...Read On

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Debbie's Awakening, Part 2

Debbie's cigar-fueled power trip continues.

Two weeks later... Debbie and I were relaxing one night on the patio. I had just served her an espresso and she lit a Montecristo Number 2 with her new Zippo lighter. After a deep drag, she said to me, "Thank you, dear, the dinner was wonderful tonight." I had to agree – the grilled salmon had turned out very well and the side dishes had complemented the main course. I was proud of myself. ...Read On

5

In the Ear

Out of control during routing examination . . .

I was sitting on the exam table in just my underwear when the nurse came in to take my vital signs; nothing out of the ordinary ‑ pulse, respiration, and temperature. Although I had thought about having my temperature taken rectally, I fully expected to sit there with a thermometer in my mouth while my other vital signs were measured and recorded. Not so this time. The nurse hadn't taken...Read On

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Debbie's Awakening, Part 1

This is a tale about a woman awakened to the power that every woman can wield over men.

Debbie and I used to be a typical suburban couple. We had been married for just over a year after having lived together for two years. We had no kids yet, and were anxious to start a family soon in our new home. We were conventional and, I thought, pretty satisfied with our lives. We were apprehensive about moving, but once we did, we were sure we made the right choice. Our new neighbors...Read On

5

The Cape

I keep it hanging in the back of my closet year round. It took me years to obtain one that suited my needs so I do not put it away Halloween ends. I remember relating the story of my long and fruitless search to a young waitress. She informed me in a matter of fact manner that she was an accomplished seamstress and could sew one for a small fee and the cost of the materials. It's made...Read On

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Victoria And Her Fetishes - 2

Victoria returns the favour...

Sandy was right, the showers at the gym were indeed the 'best anywhere.' We both luxuriated in the steamy downpour from the rainfall showerheads, letting the water wash away the sweat from our recent exertions. I stared at Victoria as she stood there, her eyes closed, the droplets of water forming rivulets on her toned naked body and running down to the slate tiled floor. I was...Read On

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A Slave To My Fetish

When she finds out your weakness, she wins - every time!

It had been a long day and the thought of a nice cold drink before dinner was rather appealing. The unusually hot weather had brought out the crowds on Ocean Boulevard, most of them, no doubt, heading for an early evening stroll along the beach. I decided to stop in at the Grill to sit outside and watch the world go by. Well, mostly to watch the many scantily-clad young women go by or as...Read On

Raised Amicably

Before the five for a quarter on the juke, and before many rolls of fence wire. In my post Sammy Kaye days, while attending Dartmouth College, I took up muscle toning. Usually several times a day, I would stretch my weasel, hoping it would spit the wild wood flower and turn into a tree. It was while spitting my seed in the kitchen of a grits house, that I came upon my future troth....Read On